ZeraCook. THAT blows. I'm sorry. It really sucks but I think that was really nice what you did for your friend.
Damn. Did he really have to smash the pipe? A little harsh, I think. :(
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ZeraCook. THAT blows. I'm sorry. It really sucks but I think that was really nice what you did for your friend.
Damn. Did he really have to smash the pipe? A little harsh, I think. :(
Its ridiculous that weed, lsd and magic mushrooms are illegal. Over here in Ireland its illegal and because of that the only weed or lsd you can buy is sprayed or in someway fake or poisonous. Would it not be better legalized, that way shops could sell it and it could come from a verified source, it would generate income and less kids would use it. Sometimes Ireland and england are just screwed up.
I had to break the news to the house owners about an hour ago. (I waited before since it was only like half a day before they got back from vacation, I figured I'd let them have the end of that since we'd already taken the dog to the vet to preserve her body until they got back anyway.) They took it pretty well.... Like I said, it wasn't unexpected. But still.... :(
I can't help but wonder about something. I tend to think that animals know when they're about to die, as long as it's something natural. They always seem to do strange things right at the end.... The dog died while I was out of the house, and when I got back I saw that she wasn't in her usual spot, the spot she was always in, and once I saw that my heart sank. I found her curled up by the back door, a spot she was never in, like she was just sleeping, but she was already gone by then. She purposefully went over there, and I knew as soon as I saw that she had moved that it had happened. Why did she choose that spot, of all places? What did it mean to her? No one will ever know, could ever know... but I like to think that it means that she made peace with it, that she knew what she had to do to go out how she wanted to. I'll just always wonder....
I know exactly what you mean, my friend's pet hamster Lemmywinks also seemed to find a very dark, quiet place right before it died.
(Wakka Wakka!)
Only one of our dogs could die to old age... and he lived at our weekend building, not at home.
At home, all of our cats and dogs died early thanks to our horrible neighbours who poisoned them. I was younger at those time and couldn't do anything on my own about this and my parents didn't want to bring it to the police, no matter how it hurt to lose our animals.
We lost like 12 cats and 3 dogs because of poisoning.
But now, if it happens once more, i'll make sure to create a nightmare for those neighbours for the rest of their life. I already have plans.
Put a sticky resin on their door handle and mailbox. Then hide a few pieces of decomposing meat in their garden to attract animals and for the smell. rant: I hate people that hurt animals.
:hug: LittleZoe. How horrible!
One of our cats was [likely] poisoned, but it might have been by us. She might have drank some bleach water we were cleaning with. She was in HORRIBLE condition, coughing up blood, laying and sitting in that blood. It broke my heart. She was so lethargic that I asked my hubby to shoot her. He wouldn't. She lived and just had 4 kittens (half a year or more since the incident). It amazed me how completely she recovered!
My rant is that I am in the world most foul of moods.
I took a nap from 5-7-ish. Woke up because I was burning up and the dogs were sleeping on me, digging for fleas and stabbing me with the "elbows" and paws. Then hubby called and wanted me to put my car in the big garage because a bad storm system is moving through. I asked for the rest of my money. He said he didn't want me going anywhere and what was so important that I would leave in this weather. I finally told him I needed smokes then listened to him grumble.
Then he said I only have $50. left. I KNOW I have $100. But I wasn't going to fight about it.
Instead of going to Wal-mart, I just went "next door" to Exxon and got smokes and coke.
I came home and looked for my garage door opener. Couldn't find it. I was in a fit of rage by this time.
Hubby called, asked why my car was out in the open. I told him I doubted I gave him the garage door opener back and he confirmed I didn't then he said "So, my worst fear is confirmed- you've lost it." To which I replied: "We both knew I would."
I was crying by that point. I asked him about the money and he swore I only have $50. He usually writes down when I get my advances. He probably didn't this week :bang:. So now we're going to have no food because I have to buy dog and rabbit food this week.
I KNEW I shouldn't have bought my boys that $30. video game. They've not been keeping up with any chores so I just feel like a fool.
But 30 minutes later, I'm feeling better. I told my boys to leave me alone. But they're like "Why are you moody?" grrr...
**EDIT**
Hubby apologized, I apologized and he finally realized I do have $50. more. *whew*
I wouldn't do anything. Any action you take against them can result in them contacting the police which might negate any evidence you have against them. Better you contact them next time they poison your pet. Better yet, put of a surveillance system. Catch them in the act.
RANT: I spit beer out of my nose.... OW! Not as bad as whiskey, but now my nose is all plugged, and my throat is itchy. :mad:
When I was younger some neighbours did the same to my dogs, and all the dogs in the neighbourhood but they were never caught, Fers. I would put up a camera, but like when It was happening to me I couldn't afford it.
Anyways my rant is that I have really bad.... Anxiety of some sort I guess. Like I have always had anxiety but this isn't the same. Its like once I start partying or going out and hanging out thats all I want to do, and I'm bored if I'm not out at a fire in the woods or by the lake or camping. So once I start feeling like I need to do it constantly that leads to wasting time I need to spend doing productive things, and when that happens I have to stop myself from doing anything so that I don't fell like I have to always do something. But then once that happens I NEVER feel like going out to do anything. Its like I can't find a medium and right now I feel really bored because I'm sitting in my house and have no one to talk to, I have no alcohol or nug... I feel stupid now too.
We are not the same, I'm fucking insane, naw what I'm saying? Nah, these words just happen to TUMBLR right through ya brain.
Yeah... that's not a good way of repaying though...
I'll do it that way that they will never figure out who did it. I thought it out well enough already... at least the first part...
We can't afford a surveillance system... and that wouldn't help anyway, because they just put the poisoned food into their own garden, since they don't have pets and ours explore all around the neighbourhood...
But gladly they didn't do it since like half a year now, so hopefully they stopped. But if any of our cats die to poisoning, then i'll make sure to take action.
I'm not a murderer, but they would deserve what our animals got. Give them some poison or just torture them. Althrough i wouldn't be the one doing it.
This is just what i think though, i'm not gonna do something serious like this... that would just cause me serious trouble.
You don't have cats, do you? :)
Our cats are outside cats, only that they can come into the house if they want. But they are still outside cats. They wander, explore anywhere they want to go and they like food... We can't tell them not to eat it when they find it....
But cats don't go far from their home, so that's good.
If you would have a pet, your mother would just have more reason to clean... doesn't that make her happy..?:P
Lol you nuts, my mother doesn't have a fetish for cleaning.
She just wants her things to be clean and tidy, doesn't mean she will mess things up so that she can clean it. Something like OCD. But I think she's doing it willingly (unlike us whereby if things don't "feel right" we'll go crazy). So I'm guessing she has OCPD, a personality disorder different from our anxiety disorder.
My mother has threatened to throw me and my pet out of the house if I get one. :?
But.... it's there yard. No to sound like a jackass or anything, but.... if they want to put poison in there yard. Maybe they have rodents. By all rights, if it's in their yard, then it's not their problem. Your cats shouldn't be there in the first place. They shouldn't be free roaming. yes yes I get they are animals, and they need it, but..... there are laws for this exact reason. We had the same problem with wandering pets in my town too. My dad would take the dogs or cats and just lock them up until the owners came and picked them up
I see you don't really get how these things work. I know it's hard to imagine, but things work differently at other places in the world (yes, other places exist other than America). There are no laws for cats not allowed to roam into other gardens...
Cats stay close to their home, but we can't do anything about that they go into the neighbouring gardens. We won't just put them on leash, that's just a bad joke.
They have rodents you say? That's a pathetic excuse... They complained about our dogs every single time we had one, because they always thought that our dogs got into their gardens, but that's not true, they couldn't... So they must've even put poison into our own garden, since our dogs died too, not just the cats.
Also, you can't just put out poison in your garden for this exact reason, because other animals can get in there too... not just the rodents. Also.. rodents are mice and rats, you can catch those with mice-traps. No need to poison them.